(Not) Burning Down the House
October 13, 2013 by · 6 Comments
We were an hour away from home, labouriously wending our way up the mountain pass to León in our cumbersome motorhome when Richie happened to mention that he’d eaten some croquetas earlier. Hmmm. I looked at him. ‘I really wish you hadn’t told me that,’ I said. ‘Why? You hungry?’ ‘No. Well, yes actually, but […]
48 Hour Photo Diary of a (Nearly) 4 Year Old
October 4, 2013 by · 7 Comments
Last Christmas Granny and Grandad bought a fab kiddy camera for Jack. Rubber encased with chunky buttons and dials that are perfect for chubby little fingers and with great quality photos it’s ideal for the budding toddler photographer. Sadly it now languishes unloved in a cupboard. That’s not to say that the photography bug has […]
Natural Swimming Pools
October 1, 2013 by · 7 Comments
Asturias ushered in autumn last week with temperatures reaching 34 degrees. Perfect for family visiting us post the high season crush (i.e. now we have accommodation going spare in our holiday rental) and perfect for playing hooky from school. (I know, a little bit naughty but when you’re only nearly 4 and school’s not even […]
The Great Spanish Cook Off
September 2, 2013 by · 21 Comments
It’s the beginning of September and my trial as a Spanish restaurant cook is drawing to a close. Oh, did I not mention? Well, it wasn’t intentional. Let me explain. As the old saying goes, there’s no such thing as a free lunch. So, when my son started at a local school here last September […]
Confessions of a Compulsive Blogger
August 25, 2013 by · 12 Comments
Let me preface this by saying that I don’t hold it against you. You weren’t to know the lengths I would go to in your service. Or the trouble it could get me into. You see, you are always in my thoughts. Even when I’m not posting much on here there is always a bundle […]
Of Swimming Pools and Litter Bugs
August 21, 2013 by · 18 Comments
It was a hot, summer’s day way back in the eighties. (Think: hazy Instagram tones, unflattering ra-ra skirts and bad hair. I shall not be supplying a photo.) My best friend Deirdre and I were bored. And what do nearly-teens do when they’re bored? Why experiment of course. This was the west of Ireland, however, […]
The Importance of Pronouncing Your Rs
July 31, 2013 by · 25 Comments
It was always going to be a difficult conversation. Sensitive negotiation would be vital. Careful preparation would have been nice but when he rang out of the blue on a Saturday afternoon he put R on the spot. Unsurprisingly, R fumbled the first contact. It took a moment to figure out who the Spanish speaking […]
